Wendy Wonka の小説・ストーリー

Wendy screamed after seeing the gift sent to them by the Rossie family. It consisted of the faces of the people she had killed—not just one, but several. She had killed a crazy lady back in America while she was acting like a psycho. She reached for an expensive bottle of wine and nearly smashed the wax figures. They looked so real. "What's wrong?" Victor asked as he approached her. He stared at the unfamiliar people depicted in wax, wearing clothes that looked as if they were meant for that day. "Hannah!" he called, grabbing the bottle from her.

Grandpa Endy took a seat on the middle of the biggest room, I was thinking about he knew so much but was only the oldest man in the castle, he acted like he could do everything, but also he wasn’t around at all, he had a lot of secrets but had been saying very little of his motives, he was however extremely picky when it came to Cassy. Waiting to have her walk a bit, I see Wanda, ‘can you please take Cassy around the rest of this place? Protect her while I talk to Endy?’ I linked her to which she started to annoy Cosmo, they both played a bit roughly to then have Cassy take them. “Well your both a bit edgy today, come with me to take a walk around this place maybe we will find hidden treasur

I step back and turn around jumping a little at how close Wendy is to us. She has her head tilted to the side like she is listening to something. She shakes her head and stands up straight before giving me a small smile. “He is a very smart child. Very brave to stand up for someone he has yet to meet.” She says stepping back. I turn to Dawn and notice her staring at Walker. “What?” I ask her. “He is special isn’t he?” She whispered. “Yes.” Is all I tell her. “Where are we headed?”

she said, jumping up. “Not so fast. Sit down. Let us have a snack first. We are not in a hurry. Let me show you some hospitality,” I joked. I called for the housekeeper who brought us cake and soda. “Mmm!” Wendy said, biting into the cake. “This is living. Please let me move in with you.” “Mom would never allow it,” I reminded her. “I will run away from home. She will search for me for a day or two then give up.”

She introduced. “Nice to meet you,” She said as she finished off standing and Hayley smiled doing the same still wondering why everything seemed creepy today. Wendy was a bit tall, she was caramel-skinned, with black straight hair and a tattoo on her neck, brown eyes, and brown upper lip with a pink lower lip which was typical to most of African descent. They walked over to the counter dropped the tray and headed into the hallway. Wendy was adamant about keeping her company. Hayley disliked this at first but Wendy seemed cool and slowly appealed to her. “You were pretty active in Chemistry class.” Wendy complimented.

Just as Karina turned to head back inside, the car door suddenly swung open. Wendy bolted out, ran straight to Karina, and wrapped her arms tightly around her. Caught off guard, Karina froze. Nestled in her embrace, Wendy’s voice was barely audible. “Dr. Karina, I’ll never forget you.” Karina’s heart melted. She gently stroked Wendy’s hair and sighed softly. Wendy’s struggles ultimately stemmed from a deep lack of love. Her fixation on Wilfred was a reflection of the cracks in her broken family life.

Wanda laughed again, she looked around her apartment and said "I'm sure it is. I'll be waiting." Cherry Wilson arrived at Wanda's home by 2:37 pm, and as Wanda had told her, she was clean and dressed. "I'm impressed," Cherry threw her purse on the couch. "you took a bath." "Stop making it seem like I'm some pig. Where are we going by the way?" "To grab a meal at a restaurant that opened recently." Wanda walked to the refrigerator, opened it and brought out a pack of apple juice. "Oh, you mean 201 Degrees South?"

One was an angel, and the other was the evil twin. She just finished dancing. Her denim ripped short pulled up, showing the viewers of her long shaped legs and a piece of gorgeous round arse. She sat back in front of the screen, making her warm and seductive eyes shone on the camera. I was one hundred percent it was Westley. Her hair right now was a wig. It didn’t look lively on the screen. She was using contact lenses, and this time, it was gray. Sindy Kate was typing an answer to her viewers.

Up close, she found Wendy’s round, healthy beauty surprisingly appealing. “How old are you, Wendy?” Mrs. Jones asked. “Twenty-four.” “Good age. And what do you do?” “I… work in a coffee shop.” At that, Mrs. Jones’s brows rose slightly. She had assumed Wendy was some well-bred heiress. A barista was not what she had expected. Though inwardly disappointed, she maintained her polite smile, exchanged a few pleasantries, and then excused them to enjoy the party. Benjamin whisked Wendy back to the floor. He bent close, murmuring in her ear, “My mom likes you.”

"Wendy loves me. This isn't over—" Wendy gave her answer right away, and it was a big, fat slap across Zack's face. "Don't listen to him, Felix. I don't like guys like him. He's just a toy. A toy I throw away once I'm bored of him." She held up her thermos and uncapped it. The air was filled with the aroma of mushroom and egg custard. "You must be hungry. I got this for you."